1. Jesus! how much Thy name unfolds To every opened ear; The pardoned sinner's mem'ry holds None other half so dear. 2. Thy name encircles every grace That God as man could show; There only could He fully trace A life divine below. 3. Jesus — it speaks a life of love, Of sorrows meekly borne; It tells of sympathy above, Whatever makes us mourn. 4. Jesus, the One who knew no sin, Made sin to make us just; Thou gav'st Thyself our love to win, Our full confiding trust. 5. The mention of Thy name shall bow Our hearts to worship Thee; The chiefest of ten thousand Thou, Whose love has set us free.
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